Because all love stories ought to never be left in the dark. Mind you, these are all fiction, based on what might have happened if we had stayed together:
PS. I'm still a virgin, so I wouldn't know if any of this is correct, or realistic.
On Tuesday, October 8, 2013, greenstarseailler wrote:
I'm telling this story from your point of view to see it you like it better of not. If not, then by all means ill send you another from MY point of view to make you feel better <3
I hadn't seen Joshiah in over little less than a years time. It had felt like an eternity. We had played texting games and sent emails of our love to one another to try and ignore the time, but it still had seemed like forever. But now all that waiting was finally over. He had said that he would be leaving his parents that afternoon a week ago, and that sometime soon he would be arriving back in Texas for Community College. But before he had even settled in he wanted to see me first. I waited by the window on the 6th day he had said that that he left. He told me that he would arrive tonight. I hadn't told my parents yet about him coming down, only because I was worries that they may try to lock my window. Every time I saw a car's headlights I would feel a rush of excitement, thinking it was his', only to be disappointed when the car flashed by. Then, finally, a car didn't flash by. Instead, the headlights continued to blaze in a frozen state, as if time had been suspended. Then they flickered out. A dark figure walked furtively to the side of my house and then stopped underneath my window. It's head looked up. Even though the figure was shrouded in a cloak of darkness I still saw the two bright eyes from beneath the hood. It was Joshiah. He smiled when he saw me, a flash of perfectly straight white teeth before they disappeared beneath his dark shadowed mouth. He quickly proceeded then to throw up a rope to me, so I could tie it down and then go down the rope myself. The rope was already knotted in a few places so I could climb my way back up. I wasn't looking forward to that, but I knew I had no choice unless I wanted to be knocking on the door in the morning to two very confused and outraged parents. After I had clambered my way down, the dark silhouette grabbed me by my arms and forced me against the outside wall of the house, and as the darkness pressed up against me I could feel its tender lips against mine, dissolving like fire against ice. I felt that feeling rear up inside my chest, like a butterfly trying to helplessly get out. The shadow was stealing all the breath from my body as we kissed so passionately against one another; his body surprisingly warm for a cold dark shadow. It felt like I was melting against him. Our forms were so well matched to one another..
We finally parted; apparently shadows needed air too. I saw a flash of white teeth again and a smooth voice sound out against the night. "I missed you so much" it said, it's voiced filled with truth of love.
"I did too" I responded.
He grabbed my hand and took me along with him to his car. We got in and drove away...
As we were driving, he told me of his trip across the US, having to make so many stops for food he lost count, and having to sleep in his, as he put it, "very comfortable" car. He put on some music from his iPhone and as we listened, most of them were the songs that he had sung to me months ago. We joked and teased one another constantly. After a good ten minutes or so, we turned a corner and stopped at a hill. He turned off the lights and opened my door. He pulled my hand out like they do at the fashion shows and we walked to the top of the hill. He carried a blanket with him. When we got to the top of the hill he laid down the blanket. He turned towards me again and smiled. He then came up to me and asked if I was okay with doing what we were about to do. Concern was writing upon his face as he asked me. I said that we had already gone through this talk multiple times and that, for the millionth time it seemed, I said yes. He nodded and said okay, warily. He held onto my arms and slowly laid me down to the blanket. He laid next to me. He looked into my eyes for a couple of moments before settling in closer. Then he kissed me. He held the kiss for the longest of moments before I felt his lips part and his tongue slide against mine. I felt shivers of delight as his hands went under my shirt and rub themselves against my back. His fingers slowly tracing lines against my back. He leaned his body against mine and I wrapped my arms behind his head, pressing his mouth tighter against mine. His hands stopped playing with my back and went to the front of my shirt, and his hands pressed against my breasts. I sucked in a bit as I felt his soft touch. Our kissing was still warm and tender, and he lifted his waist a bit and pulled my lower leg underneath him. I wrapped my other leg around his waist and he pressed up his entire body against mine. He kept teasing me by pulling away from my mouth and nibbling on my ear, kissing my cheek and nose. I started getting frustrated with him and pulled his head back to my mouth.
He stopped after a few more minutes of our foreplay, and he leaned back. He pulled his hands out from underneath my shirt and pulled it off slowly. As I raised my arms to take the shirt off he quickly jumped me and started tickling my arms. I immediately told him to stop, that he was ruining the moment. He suddenly stopped and apologized. He finished pulling off my shirt. He stripped of his as well. Then he unzipped his jeans and threw them to the side. Very slowly, he came back up to me and slid my pajama-bottoms off. He sat back for a moment, looking at my form. He came back up to me and this time rolled me on my back. I looked down at him as he cautiously and deliberately being slow crawled over up my legs to my chest and then stopped when he was right over me. He was breathing hard as he leaned down to kiss me. His hands worked their way up and down over my body, touching every crevice of my skin, feeling all the softness of my skin. His hands found and undid my bra strap. He started rubbing them making me breath in harder than I did before, the cold air sending tingles along my nipples down through my spine. While his hands were all over my breasts, squeezing them, pressing against them, his mouth was all over my face. Mostly just passionate kisses, but there was plenty of kissing on the nose, eyes, ears, shoulders, I even felt a few pricks on the neck as he bit into me, wanting to savor this moment, to tell me how much he loved and adored me. His hands stopped and traveled down my chest to my inner thighs. He played around with me, making me gasp as his hands felt through the inside of my legs. It wasn't tickling, it was a fire being felt that quickly started to spread throughout my entire body. If I hadn't been sure before, I was now; that I was ready to make this happen between my Love. Proceeding to pull my under where down, he kept kissing me, never letting go at this moment in time. He quickly slid his own boxers down and I laid there, waiting for him to make the final move between us, the move that would define our relationship, as forever lovers. I waited. And waited. Until I couldn't wait anymore and tried pulling him down to me. He refused to budge at my grasping, and instead, slowly laid himself upon me. I felt a prick of pain and cried out. Joshiah was right there with me, telling me that it was okay, that the pain would go away soon. I continued to cry and Joshiah started to stop and lean back up, but I pulled him back down to me, wanting him to never let me go. He lowered himself further until he laid his entire weight upon me. I felt him lift back up and slowly go back in. He continued this slowly and softly, wanting me to enjoy myself but not feel any of the pain. I didn't like how he was treating me so fragility so I pulled him down hard when he wasn't expecting it and arched my back against his waist. He understood what I meant and started pushing himself into me at a harder and faster interval. His hands went to my face and breasts, and after a while of playing with them, finally found my hands and pressed them against the blanket besides my head. I felt him take control of me, and take me with him to a place where he knew we belonged together forever: our own sweet filled paradise. Our backs rolling, our bodies filled with glistening sweat, he finally parted his mouth away from mine to look down upon my beautiful form while our love continued. As he pressed again and again into me I looked up and saw the stars in the sky. His' eyes were by far the most beautiful and brilliant of them out there. They were filled with a passionate heat that I had only seen before, long ago, now which seemed to me like only a dream, on that night, before we left.
We continued like this multiple times throughout the night, stopping constantly to catch our breaths, but always found myself rolling to my back or side again, once even on my stomach. After a few hours Joshiah told me sadly that I had to go back to my house, because we didn't want anyone to notice that I was gone. I climbed the rope after we had gotten there, only agreeing to do this if Joshiah slept with me a little bit. It was the hardest climb ever, my arms were so incredibly weak from our heated passion. He came in after me and we laid down together. He insisted that we make love one more time, and I easily agreed, but I told him with a little bit of a giggle that we had to be quiet. He smiled, and after that, our sweat matted chests cuddled up with one another and thus, we slept like angels upon a cloud. He woke me up before he left out the window, and told me that he loved me with all his heart. We kissed again, and then he left, told me that he would see me soon again, said that he loved me again and that I really was his angel sent from heaven. Then he jumped from the window seal. I watched him disappear from the side of the house, quickly becoming a shadow against the night once again. He turned back before his car took him off, and I caught a pair of star light filled eyes looking at me, and a flash of white teeth.
